It wasn't long before (Y/n) and Castiel returned to the motel. Their discussion about telling her brothers was to take place the next morning. Gabriel mentioned she would 'Need your beauty sleep' before dropping the 'soulmate' bomb, even though (Y/n) suggested they do it as soon as possible.

"Well... I'll pray to you if I need you, Cas." (Y/n) patted the angel's shoulder. "Thank you for everything."

Castiel frowned and lowered her hand, shaking his head. "I think I should stay here... and you should call Gabriel." He pointed with his eyes to the scene in front of them.

Oh shit. Sam and Dean had pulled two chairs from the table in the kitchen, placed them in the back facing the door, and sat in them with their arms crossed. The only thing that stood out most to the youngest Winchester was the yellow note in Dean's hands.

"Hello, (Y/n)," Dean greeted calmly, a strained smile on his chapped lips. "Nice of you to join us after your... forty-minute chat."

(Y/n) suddenly became interested in the floor. "No need to beat around the bush, Dean. Just get straight to the point." Gabriel, I need you. They... they know.

"What the hell is this?" Dean lifted up the note, waving it in the air. "Did you know about him? His true identity?"

Awfully thick tension nipped in the air. (Y/n) bit down hard on her bottom lip, nodding. "Yes."

Sam sucked in his breath. Sometimes, he hated being right... especially for something as serious as this. "How long (Y/n)?"

"Crawford Hall, three years," she whispered. "After you 'killed' him. I went to the bar while you two were asleep, he followed me there."

Her brothers opened their mouths to speak, but she raised a hand. "Let me just tell you, I know your next question is 'why.'

"Sam, you were right about the connection." Her twin widened his multi-colored eyes. He hated being right. "All angels are known to have soulmates, some are luckier than others in meeting them. It was a complete accident that we met...

"I'm defensive towards him because I share emotions with him, and if he dies or gets hurt- I receive the same amount of pain. If you would have 'deep-fried' Gabriel, I... would've felt it too." She didn't want to mention she would've died with him. Small amounts of information needed to be exchanged at the moment.

As if hearing his name, the archangel appeared next to Castiel and his soulmate. His whiskey eyes immediately fell on the note in Dean's hand. 'How much have you told them?'

'The whole angel-soulmate thing and that I've known about you since Crawford Hall.' (Y/n) took a deep breath. "I didn't tell you guys because I was afraid of the outcome... that you would be angry and try to kill him anyway. I didn't know about the sharing of pain before..."

Dean narrowed his eyes. "Well, you're damn right about us being angry." (Y/n) flinched at his tone. "Keeping this big of a secret from us, we're family- we don't keep anything from one another." He turned his glare to Gabriel. "And you've been messing with all of us too, crossing the line too many times to count!"

(Y/n) looked up at her brothers, furrowing her eyebrows at her older brother's comment. "You've kept plenty of secrets from me too, Dean. That's not fair for you to say." She quickly intertwined her fingers with Gabriel's, trying to calm down. "This is what I was afraid of. You're yelling at me-- you're angry. Are you going to tell me to leave too? To never come back?"

Sam opened his mouth to speak, but Dean interrupted. "That's exactly what you're going to do. Head to Bobby's, and don't come back."

"Dean..." Sam widened his eyes at that. He was always against her going away on her own. "She just came clean about this- are you seriously pushing her-"

"Just go, (Y/n)," Dean interrupted. "Just... Just go..." he couldn't come up with any other words to describe how he was feeling. Betrayed was one of them, but not the biggest. "GO!"

A tear streamed down the Winchester's cheek at her big brother's tone. "Very well," she croaked. Taking one last look at her siblings- the only family she had left, (Y/n) tugged at Gabriel's hand. "I'll... C-Could you fly me to S-Sioux Falls?" The archangel nodded, glaring at the male Winchesters before disappearing with her from the motel room.

Castiel stood silently at the door. He understood that this was all a lot to take in, but the measures Dean took seemed too far. "You've lost her, Dean. I hope you know that she won't come back for quite a long time." Then he was gone.

Sam didn't have anything to say. He just lost his twin due to the words of his brother... All he did was stand up and walk out of the room for a breather, keeping his own venomous words for Dean in his head.